Okay, I'll strip. I'll tap dance. I'll sing 'La Cucaracha' in C minor.
You’re the reason I breathe
Man, I want to be someone's forbidden fruit." "Well, you are pretty fruity.
“Time-out,” I said... He twisted his hand around and wound his fingers into mine. “You‘re putting me in time-out?” “Yes,” I said as a shaky sigh slid through my lips. “If I don't go, do I get a spanking?”
Do not disturb. Already there.
How would you like your eggs?" I tried. I really did. But I glanced at his crotch and it came out anyway. "Fertilized?